Chapter 208: Frost and Flame’s Finale
Zephyr, still slumped against the ruined wall with Baron Nusayel, watched, his breath catching in his throat despite the pain.
The colossal Mistborn, a titan of corrupted ice and mist, now faced the newcomer. For the first time since their brutal encounter began, the monster’s features, usually a mocking sneer or a roaring snarl, settled into something new: a genuinely serious expression, even a hint of fear in the depths of its swirling face.
What exactly is that thing? Is it stronger than this one?
Zephyr’s mind raced. The newcomer’s form — ethereal white with an ice-blue vortex for a head — bore a haunting resemblance to the Mistborn, yet stood apart in its own way.
SWOOSH-!
The new creature was the first to move.
Its crystalline wings, spread wide, flapped once with silent power, sending it hurtling forward at impossible speed. As it accelerated, icy human-like hands formed from its flowing robes, raising above its head.
From its outstretched palms, a massive sword began to quickly coalesce, growing in size until it was nearly as tall as the creature itself, gleaming with frigid malice. It looked poised to cut down the titan Mistborn with a single, devastating strike.
"GROOOOR-!"
The Mistborn roared, a sound of challenged supremacy that vibrated through the very ground. It reacted instantly, thick, jagged plates of blackish ice armor erupting across its body, reinforcing its colossal form.
At the same time, thousands of impossibly sharp ice spears, each long and needle-like, materialized in the air around it, all aimed directly at the winged creature.